ECB(i)
19 He crushes - he forsakes the poor; he strips a house he built not;
20 surely he knows no serenity in his belly; he rescues none of his desires:
21 none of his food survives; so no one writhes his goods.
22 In the fulness of his gluttony, he constricts; every hand of the wicked comes on him.
23 In the fulness of his belly, he sends his fuming wrath on him - rains on him while he eats.
24 He flees from the iron armour and the bow of copper passes through him;
25 - drawn and comes from his body; yes, the lightning sword comes from his gall; with terrors on him.
26 All darkness hides in his hideouts; a fire not puffed consumes him; it goes evilly with him who survives in his tent.
27 The heavens expose his perversity; and the earth rises against him: